Robin's Nest

 Today I got up and didn't even consider what day it was until I went into our bedroom to get my clothes ready for church. Frankly, I really didn't feel up to going to church today, but I vowed with the kids homeschooling that we would go, if at all possible, no matter how much I felt like not going. I had weird dreams last night. Weird enough to remember too. As I entered the bedroom DH asked if I knew what day it was, I said yes, the 8th, not thinking about the significance of the day. He had barely got the thought out of his mouth when it registered that it had been 4 years since our home had burned to the ground. Maybe the dreams tied in with the date, maybe they didn't. We chatted a bit and I went to make the morning coffee and get the girls ready for church. The youngest put forth a fuss, but not much of one. The older one came out of hiding and poured herself a bowl of cereal and immediately retreated back to her room. We talked a bit longer and then DH headed off to...

 The old about not enough hours in a day is so real for me. Today is the party for Miss Maddie, it is also Men's Breakfast at the church. Of course, that leaves me to get all the parties here at this house ready and do the regular morning tasks. Surprised? Not me. It would be that way anyway. I just wouldn't have the clean-up from someone else cooking for a dozen other guys. Most times it is just biscuits and canned gravy mess that I am left with. Today he cooked 2 dozen eggs and there was only powdered gravy mix available to him.  Why do some men choose a much too small pot, pan or bowl, for their creations? Wouldn't it seem smarter to err on the side of caution and go with too big? Or and what about reading directions? Or not cooking everything on high? I wish I had thought to take pictures of the piles that he made. The one thing I cannot figure out for the life of me is his obsession with leaving the eggshells on the counter, to drip their remnant contents everywhere. N...

If today is the first day of the rest of your life does that count as a "do-over"? Because if it does I'll take mine tomorrow. But alas I know and you know that life is what you make it... "do-over" or not. Now that I think of it, I won't take mine tomorrow as I have an audit in my department and a meeting with the company attorney. It seems that one of the residents is suing us for discrimination... I wish you could start discriminating when that happens.  I should so wear the bunny suit! there are lunches to pack and creamer to sniff (since I am not drinking the stuff). There are also 4 pints of whipping cream that need to be turned into butter. It makes it easier to freeze and keep longer. But that is the trouble of buying too much of a good thing!  This post was halted by the fire that changed our lives.... Thus the delay in posting it. I didn't wear the bunny suit on January 8th We didn't eat dinner at this table that night ...